31 August 2010


I think I’ve mentioned before that I have a crush. It’s hilarious. How old am I?! But yes, I’ll say it out loud. I have a crush on Edward. Edward Cullen. Swoon.
Lovely and talented Kelly over at Messy Freckle just posted some Twilight inspired images, and it re-kindled my crush. I used to have a huge crush on Robert Smith from The Cure, and I think there is something similar about these two. Maybe it’s a Robert-esque thing… But I don’t actually have the crush on R-Patz. It’s Edward. Either way, I do think it is funny to have a crush on a vampire.

Robert Smith from The Cure. I saw them in concert twice, once in Brisbane and also in London on my 19th birthday.

The end.

30 August 2010

point & shoot {sicky la la}

We had a long weekend here on the GC, with Friday off for Show Day. Unfortunately, we had a sick family as well! The small boy had a small vomit on Friday , then the girl went downhill in a matter of minutes and threw up in a BBQ shop on Saturday. No new BBQ for us, and no Yum Cha for lunch! She's had extremely high temperatures since then and we've had to get the home call doctor out. Itay is sick too, so sick he's not going to work today and thtat is very, very rare. I've just had a general blah all weekend.

So my point & shoot this weekend is nothing exciting - the girl in the bath after the vomit episode. My photos are still straight out of camera, Photoshop not re-installed yet!

I hope your weekend was healthier and more exciting!

Joining in Point & Shoot over at fat mum slim.

26 August 2010

12 years

Twelve years ago, Itay and I began our journey together. We were young little things, 24 and 26 years old. Itay was travelling and had just returned from a sailing trip to the Solomon Islands and Papua New Guinea. We'd been introcduced by a mutual friend. Within three weeks of togetherness, I knew I would marry this beautiful man.

I have some very sweet old photos which I would love to scan in but no scanner! Anyway, here we are, before kids. Happy twelve years together, honey!

24 August 2010

Salad days

Today there were no left overs for lunch. There's no soup in the freezer. I don't really like sandwiches. So, two weeks ago I would have dropped in to a nasty place for lunch. I'm embarrassed to admit I would have bought something from a drive-through window or I would have picked up a frozen meal.

Today, because I am trying to live in a new head space, a space that is kind to myself, I made a salad. A salad with vegetables, protein and a little bit of carbs. A sprinkling of balsamic. A salad and some water.

I have had a few naughty moments, with chips (crisps) sneaking in. But I have been going to the gym, enjoying it too! I actually enjoyed Body attack yesterday, even though I did feel like I was going to pass out. I enjoyed spin class on Sunday morning, even though I felt all grey and vomitty afterwards.

I am conscious of the choices I am making. I hope it begins to show up on my body soon.


23 August 2010

point & shoot {girl by the beach}

My weekend was...

winter sunshine again, I almost wanted to swim!
BBQ picnic by the beach
Greek food for lunch
an afternoon nap
a small piece of (sugar free) chocolate

Playing along with Point & Shoot at fat mum slim today!

This image is straight out of camera, no re-size or anything at all as my Photoshop is not installed in my new hard drive yet.

22 August 2010

Ava's birthday

Today's is Ava's birthday. It is a day to hold your children close to you, to love them as hard as you possibly can. Here is a poem that Sheye shared on her blog today. It takes my breath away, as does the video of Ava.

Normal day,

let me be aware of the treasure you are.

Let me learn from you,

love you,

bless you before you depart.

Let me not pass you by

in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.

Let me hold you while I may,

for it may not always be so.

One day I shall dig my nails into the earth,

or bury my face in the pillow,

or stretch myself taut,

or raise my hands to the sky and want,

more than all the world, your return.

~Mary Jean Iron

Happy birthday, Super Prinncess. A pink post for you.


20 August 2010

Date night

Ooh, I had a date! Yes, for the first time in about two years, and only the third time in four years, Itay and I went out by ourselves for dinner. Without the kids. Yay!

We indulged in teppanyaki and chocolate fondue. Delicious, relaxed, so lovely!

19 August 2010


This is what she was saying in these photographs - "My ice cream is too cold." After begging and begging for ice cream, she did not even eat one spoonful. Too cold. As ice cream usually is.

This last one is Divalicious having a sulk because neither Itay or I would (or could!) do anything about the coldness of ice cream. Ain't she a funny thing?

18 August 2010


I’ve been having a good few days, in terms of body and health. I haven’t had any alcohol for six days, no chocolate, no bad snacks. I’ve been indulging in a hot chocolate at night, made from good quality cocoa with a sprinkle of sugar. I’ve been to the gym twice. I did a Body Attack class, on yes, my felt attacked. I felt like I could cry and possibly pass out in the last quarter of the class, but I made it through. I think I need to figure out something to eat before exercising which will give me more energy.

I’m trying to drink loads of water and I am enjoying a few cups of green tea a day. Several times a day/week I think “I’ll just get a .... (insert chocolate, fatty snack, bready snack, heavy fried yukko thing)” however I’ve held off and had a sushi roll or some vegetable sticks instead. At night I’ve had some no-sugar yoghurt with fruit if I need something sweet. Sorry, that’s shouldn’t be “need”, it should say “want”. I feel proud of myself. I’ve had a few headaches, low energy and feeling very tired, but none of that is very unsual.
I love my new shoes and my sports socks. Oh, I never knew that socks could make me so happy. They’re like slippers!

I’ve been using my 1% more mantra.... One tiny percent is not much more to give of yourself, but it is 1% more effort, which results in 1% more fitness. Better results. As the RPM instructor said at 5.30am on Friday, “you did not get up at 5am to put in a half-arsed effort, so GO! Give it all you have!”... And of course she was right. So I did... I gave more, as much as I had, until I felt like there was nothing left.

I want to enjoy this summer, I want to feel happy being on the beach. So I will keep going!

ps. Speaking of health, I am going to join in a Spring Body Challenge!


17 August 2010

Five days a week

I’m dying a bit inside. A lot. I have been searching for a job for several months now and I have applied for lots of jobs. Many part time roles I see need someone for five hours a day spread over days or they have slightly different requirements which I simply cannot fake. I have realised that there is a very real possibility that I will need to put the kids in to care five days a week and find a full time job, instead of the ideal three days per week that I have been searching for. It just isn’t happening and we’re at the point where I need to be earning money.

In the time I have been searching, I have only received four phone calls in response to my application. One of these was a success, it's the very, very casual writing work I complete from home, some weeks it can be just two hours a week, other weeks it has been up to six. It helps, but it is not enough. Another two calls were for great jobs (one was a dream job!) but it turned out they needed someone for five days, five hours a day. The fourth call was for a role I actually had an interview for last week. They also need someone over five days, six hours a day. I cheekily applied anyway, hoping my experience and personality would somehow win me the job. I’m waiting to hear about a second interview, but I’m not feeling too hopeful. They really do need someone over those five days.

(And as a side note, I have received only a handful of email replies to my applications. It is SO RUDE that applications are not acknowledged.)

I don’t have a family member close by to care for the kids and I don’t really have a support network to call on. I asked Kindy today if there was a possibility of them going in five days and even that is not looking at all good. One option is to ask my mum to travel 1.5 hours each way to care for them two days a week, taking in to consideration her own job and her own part time study. The other option is family day care for those days.

Regardless, I am not sure if it will work out financially. Emotionally, it’s breaking my heart and making me feel nauseous even thinking about it. I tossed and turned it in my mind all night and it was the first thing I thought of when I woke up. I can’t imagine not being with my babies at least a couple of days a week. I can’t imagine not being there for them. It feels so wrong. Weighing it up, we’ve always felt that me being there at home for them is most important. However, the financial stress puts us under a lot of pressure and I wonder if that is something we need to just do, for the whole family’s sake.
I just feel sick about it, I feel sick that I wouldn’t be home with my little Boomp and Chomp. Please, please – tell me what going back to work full time was/is like. How old were your kids? How do you cope emotionally? Why did you have to go back? How do you cope with running the house and actually spending quality time with the kids on the weekends?


16 August 2010

point & shoot {weekend stuff}

On the weekend, we had haircuts, swims, sushi, surf, assignments finished and sunshiney winter days.
It was a beautiful weekend.

Here the girl, nervous but still smiling.

Very serious now, as she realises it's about to begin...

This one cracks me up, her eyes checking out exactly what those scissors are doing!

There truly wasn't a lot of difference after the cut, it does look a little neater and of course silver sparkle hairspray completed the experience...

{pointing & shooting with fat mum slim}

12 August 2010

Winter bed

Do you know what I love about winter? Making the bed. Seriously, yes, I like it. We just have a doona on our bed in winter and so making the bed consists of shaking out the doona and straightening up the pillows. I get a small, weird feeling of satisfaction when the bed looks tidy. In summer we have just a top sheet and no matter how neatly it is folded, it never looks as lovely as a doona.

Oh and I wish this was my bed. Nope, image from here.

11 August 2010

Sunday fun

"Children are human beings to whom respect is due,
superior to us by reason of their innocence
and of the greater possibilities of their future."

Maria Montessori

9 August 2010

Disaster zone

Technological disaster.

My 10 month-new computer had a major hissy fit last week and decided to leave town. Right in the middle of a huge, worth-50% assignment, an email requesting a job interview attendance and some paid work. Not good.

Very stressed here. Very much study to do. Not accepting any paid work as I do not want to have the computer crash in the middle of it again. Very bad.

But in other news, did you know this?

I feel better now. Mmmm, chocolate chip cookies!

4 August 2010

Health investment

I had to buy a new pair of shoes. Exercise, gym... those kind of shoes. After a bit of research, I realised I have to view this as an investment in my ongoing health. Because these things are expensive! Yay, birthday money from my mum and grandparents. After much umming and ahhing, I ended up with these, by Asics.

Mine are not pink, don't worry, I haven't lost my head! They're red and silver. Apparently, the "GEL-Nimbus 12 continues to be the leading cushioned running shoe for the neutral foot type".

I seriously needed new shoes as my old gym shoes were close to ten years old. That was the last time I was in a sports shoe store, and wow, shoe technology has changed in that time! Some of it seems ridiculous to me. But I tell you what, these babies feel like slippers when I put them on. I also invested in some cushioned socks. I feel fitter already! Joking. But hopefully I will feel more supported and my feet won't go numb they usually do at the gym.

Now to find a new sports bra or two. Next mission.


I've been battling with Uni this semsester and I've just handed in a terrible assignment. I know parts of it are missing, I know it is not very good. All I can hope for is a Pass.
I have to settle for that. Because Ps = degrees. Just like Ds and HDs.

3 August 2010


The darling kids are sleeping well at the moment. I probably just jinxed myself by writing it down, right? O goes to bed at about 7pm and sleeps soundly until about 6am. M goes to bed around 8pm and generally sleeps soundly until about 6.45am. She is actually the one who seems to wake more through the night at the moment, with wee accidents, bad dreams, hot, thirsty, sharks and tigers, cuddly toys falling out of bed. However, about 4 nights out of seven, we all do pretty well. Amazingly well. I know how blessed we are right at the moment.

So why do I consistently wake up feeling exhausted? Wretched and body slammed, even before I open my eyes?

2 August 2010

Choc Chip Cookies... yum yum

M has been asking to bake cookies for ages. I've never actually baked biscuits or cookies before, so I guess that is why I was hesitating. Or maybe it was because I knew I would eat them all. Then I found this recipe. I found it via another lovely blog, but I cannot remember where.

So, here's what you do. These were just delicious and kid-friendly to make.
  • 125g butter, softened
  • 1/2 cup caster sugar
  • 1/3 cup plus 2 teaspoons, very firmly packed brown sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 1 large egg
  • 2/3 cup self-raising flour
  • 1 cup plain flour
  • About 1 rounded cup chocolate chips or chopped chocolate
Preheat oven to 180 degrees Celsius (160 degrees fan-forced).
  • Line one to three large baking trays with non-stick baking paper.
  • Using an electric mixer or electric hand-held beaters, beat butter, caster sugar, brown sugar and vanilla together until pale and creamy.
  • Add the egg and beat until well combined.
  • Stir the plain flour and self-raising flour together in a small bowl.
  • Add the flour and chocolate chips to the butter mixture and stir until well combined.
  • Form heaped teaspoons of dough into balls and place balls about 6cm apart on a baking tray.
  • Bake for about 13-15 minutes, or until cookies are lightly golden but still very soft (they will firm up on cooling).
  • The longer the baking time the crunchier the cookies will be.

The finished product. Yum!

point & shoot {car wash}

Car wash
The girl loves to help
The boy's first car wash experience (obviously!)
Sunday winter sunshine

Joining in with Point & Shoot over at fat mum slim.